"The eldest son's question is correct. Our ancestors were in the Warring States period. Today, the faces of the people in Fancheng are filled with happy smiles. The soldiers are well-disciplined, which shows that they are well governed. Yuanzhi prides himself on being proficient in the laws of our dynasty. He wants to
Serve under the eldest son?"
After Mao Zhan had a long talk, he bowed deeply to Liu Qi.
"As expected of a descendant of Mao Sui, isn't this a perfect example of Mao Sui's self-recommendation?"
Mao Zhan's cousin is Yuan Zhi, and what he said just now makes it clear that he came here to seek an official position.
But these words are really beautiful, and they are flattering the eldest son Liu Qi, without showing off.
It's a good thing that someone submitted this book, it shows that they recognize Fancheng and themselves.
What is lacking now is people, especially capable people who can make plans and govern Fancheng.
This Mao Zhan also had the status of a talented person and was quite famous in the village. The law he just said was even more exciting. Liu Qi hurriedly took a few steps forward and helped Mao Zhan up with both hands.
"My young master is really like a fish in water when he has Mr. Mao to help him. Fancheng is lucky..."
In an instant, Mao Zhan was deeply moved by Liu Qi's courtesy.
"Yuanzhi has met my lord..."
At this time, a sharp gaze in the crowd of refugees was watching all this.
"The dozen or so troublemakers should be whipped ten times according to Article 36, Paragraph 5 of the Han Law..."
Mao Zhan quickly got into work mode, and the first thing he dealt with was the people who were making trouble with the burly man.
If things are handled according to the law, even the people who make trouble will be speechless for a while.
"It's only ten lashes. To me, it's just a scratch..."
One of the guys with a sinister face laughed loudly, causing several others to do the same.
Seeing the arrogance of these guys, Yue Yong let out a cold snort from his nose.
The person who took the troublemakers away was the captain of the law enforcement team, Jia San, nicknamed the "Living King of Hell".
"ah……"
Not far away, there suddenly came an earth-shattering howl, and it was Jia San who sullenly struck out with a whip.
Dare to challenge Fan Cheng's majesty, the leather whip in his hand has been replaced by an iron whip.
A quarter of an hour later, soldiers from the law enforcement team were seen dragging the bodies of more than a dozen people outside.
call……
All the refugees were stunned. Apparently these troublemakers had already died.
"Well, it seems that these people are too weak."
Mao Zhan muttered to himself, and for a moment the refugees lined up neatly and silently.
"My lord's new acquisition, Mr. Mao, is really interesting."
The military advisor Guo Jia next to him said with a smile, and Liu Qi also had a smile on his face.
It was more than interesting, he was simply a wonderful person. I originally thought that Mao Zhan was a bit of a scholar and would be rigid in doing things.
At this time, an accident may cause tens of thousands of refugees to plunge Fancheng into a place of eternal disaster.
You must know that when the refugees were rioting, Liu Qi also rushed to the shelves. Later, Mao Zhan's last strike was just right.
He just said casually that severe punishment should be used in troubled times, and Mao Zhan immediately understood the meaning.
Yes, this Yuanzhi has won his heart and is worthy of reuse, Liu Qi thought to himself.
At this time, the little maid was even more busy, leading the doctors to provide different treatments for people infected with the plague.
All refugees will have to live in tents for the time being, waiting for the test results in seven days.
Military advisor Guo Jia proposed that those able-bodied refugees should participate in labor. The reason was that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
This suggestion was naturally accepted by Liu Qi. It is easy to cause trouble if you are full and drink enough.
At this time, Mao Zhan showed his expertise again and found a yellowed bamboo slip from a box.
"Lord, according to the ninth section of Article 387 of the Han Law, Section 3..."
Although Liu Qi turned out to be the eldest son of the Mufu of Jizhou and a member of the Three Kingdoms, he really didn't study the laws of the Han Dynasty.
There were several articles, paragraphs, and sections. My head was spinning when I heard it. I waved my hand and asked Mao Zhan to write down the notice according to the law and issue it.
The genius Guo Jia opened his mouth in surprise, and the household registration chief Du Chang narrowed his eyes.
"Brother Ziyue, it seems that Mr. Mao is very talented. He has more than 300 skills. He can even pick out the heel of an employee. You and I should take this as a warning in the future!"
"Fengxiao is right, you should take it as a warning, take it as a warning..."
Du Chang said with fear, he must think twice before doing anything in the future. Mr. Mao looked like a scholar and had a big smile, but his mouth was full of words... no one could resist it.
Cough cough cough…
Among the refugees, an old woman in her sixties was lying in a tent, coughing.
"Mother, please drink some water..."
A tall man next to him quickly handed over a bowl of water and at the same time gently patted his mother's back with his hand.
This man has a good-looking appearance, with piercing eyes and a small black beard on his chin. His robe has turned white but has no wrinkles. Although he looks a bit outstanding among the refugees.
"My concubine, my mother can no longer walk in old age. I think Fancheng is doing well. The eldest son is kind enough to spread rice porridge and help build tents. He is much better than those county magistrates."
The man who was called a concubine nodded after hearing my mother's weak words. From serving porridge to calming the chaos and then treating the sick refugees, it is clear that this eldest son is extraordinary.
"Mother knows that you are both civilized and military, and have great ambitions. It's just that my illness has delayed your great future. When you settle down in Fancheng, you can go find a way to serve the country..."
When the tall man heard what I said, he suddenly knelt down with a look of anxiety on his face.
"Mother, you must not do it. As the saying goes, your children will never leave you until their parents travel far away..."
Seven days later, the gates of Fancheng were opened wide, and the refugees entered the city under the guidance of the soldiers.
"Ah, this is too clean and neat..."
A series of exclamations came from the crowd. The road was clean, the surrounding houses were neatly built, and the faces of the people passing by were filled with happiness.
Looking at themselves, even though their bodies have been cleaned, the refugees still feel ashamed of themselves. Some of them don't know how to take steps forward.
"There is a huge notice there. Lao Wang, please read what is written on it..."
Most of the refugees were illiterate. Even though they had entered the city, they still felt panicked when they saw that this city was so different from other cities.
The man named Lao Wang cleared his throat and read the notice.
The first thing that people who enter Fancheng want to stay in is that they can rent fields, and cattle seeds can be borrowed from the city lord's mansion in advance...
The second is that you can join the army, the food and benefits are clearly stated, and you still get money.
The third is that you can use your expertise in the city, open your own shop, or make weapons for the Tiger Blade Army to make money...
As Lao Wang read out all the dozen or so items on the notice in one breath, the crowd of refugees became excited.